I mean it used to be, there was a time … when lynchings of African Americans were not that incredibly rare. Now the lynchings are the police and it's just an outrage.

The indispensable first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: decide what you want.

If you can't stand the heat, don't go to Cancun in the summer.

It's amazing what ordinary people can do if they set out without preconceived notions.

Every soul deserves a shot at a Cadillac, but not everyone should be guaranteed a Cadillac.

Personal relationships are the fertile soil from which all advancement, all success, all achievement in real life grows.

Fathom the hypocrisy of a government that requires every citizen to prove they are insured... But not everyone must prove they are a citizen.

And now, any of those who refuse, or are unable, to prove they are citizens will receive free insurance paid for by those who are forced to buy insurance because they are citizens.

Faith is not believing that God can. It is knowing that God will.

Jump into the middle of things, get your hands dirty, fall flat on your face, and then reach for the stars.

What's a good investment? Go home from work early and spend the afternoon throwing a ball around with your son.

Never set fire to a bridge while you are still crossing it.

There is something wrong with you if you don't get angry about something.

To take the difficulties, setbacks and sorrows of life as a challenge to overcome makes us stronger, rather than unjust punishment which should not happen to us, requires faith and courage.

Moral excellence has no regard to classes and professions.

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,His wife could eat no lean. A real sweet pair of neurotics.

Abuse of power comes as no surprise

Art is manipulation without intervention.

The holy trinity, the holy triad is a construction which is found in every aspect of life. Whether it is body, mind and spirit, or whether it is conscious, subconscious and superconscious.

What we say of a thing that has just come in fashion And that which we do with the dead, Is the name of the honestest man in the nation: What more of a man can be said?

In a somer seson, whan softe was the sonne, I shoop me into shroudes as I a sheep were, In habite an heremite unholy of werkes, Went wide in this world wondres to here.